I was looking at the black and white worldIt seemed so excitingIf you'd only put me back to back with that girlWhen the night's invitingWith just a little lightingThere'll never be days like that againWhen I was just a boy and men were menYou never go from moment to momentYou're the living double of a single fictionYou're very colourful with your complimentsAs you feel the finger's frictionIt's a freeze-frameStill it's real life

You don't want to lookCause you've seen the film and you've read the book

I was looking at the black and white worldTrying to name some pin-upThose days she was just a beautiful girlNow she's framed and hung upI thought she was youngUp until I saw her last night in close detailThough they all fade away when you're so paleIt's more than just a physical attractionIt starts with a face and ends up a fixationBut you're never gonna feel a fractionOf the way it used to work on your imaginationWhen you were looking at the black and white world...